Episode 2: I Quit My Ultra Race... for a Music Festival?!
We're talking: Two days of back-to-back conference sessions. An ankle roll (like there was no tomorrow!) just 4 miles into a 30-mile race, before 8 AM. Crying at an aid station because I had no phone service. An emergency ice-cold head dunk as a pre-game strategy. And killer front-row views to concerts (hello, bass!) with a 2-day VIP wristband.
The finish line might've looked different after those 96 hours, but that's the beauty of it: it's truly what you make of it.
